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I watch her reaction silently fuming as his hand dips lower on her hip. Delilah quickly moves out of his grip. "It's Delilah or Lilah. Only Liam calls me Dels. And I'm actually good with mini golf for now. Thanks though." She says back to him. I'm happy with her response, even if she's mad at me I know she wouldn't go that far. "I'm just offering. If you want to use my body to piss off your ex back there I'm happy to be of service. I'll make sure you enjoy it." He deadpans, his mouth way closer to her ear than necessary.

Is she cold enough to inflict the same damage they did to her mom? Am I cruel enough to reciprocate what they did to my family? -- DYLAN Dylan was heading to the library thinking about Cynthia and Selena's quarrel. Over the past few days, he allotted most of his time writing. It was more like a diary really than a story. He made sure he stuck more to the facts than to his wishful thinking to be the hero of the story. Writing the story made him come up with plans and ideas more easily. He titled it, Princesses of the Lower Realm. At the moment, he has four heroines. One of them is currently MIA.

The cursor blinked in the middle of a paragraph. Adrian told himself he would only glance at the first few lines. Then he read the opening scene. Then the next page. Then the one after that. The story followed a young woman named Lila who danced at night and sat in the front row of a literature class during the day. Her professor was named Damon. The campus was the same. The club was the same. The threats, the photographs, the way Damon looked at Lila like she was both his ruin and his only safe place—everything was the same. Adrian kept scrolling, heart beating harder with every familiar detail.

“Come on, Lyla. Don’t keep me in suspense. You can’t just drop hints and leave me hanging.” I smirked, deliberately dragging the suitcase to the door slowly. “Patience, Justin. Good things come to those who wait.” He groaned dramatically. “You’re enjoying this way too much, aren’t you?” I turned back, feigning innocence. “What can I say? Revenge plots are thrilling.” “Thrilling? Girl, your life sounds like a soap opera. Betrayal, double agents, secret recordings… What’s next? A surprise twin?” I chuckled, shaking my head. “No twins, I promise. Just a very interesting plan to make Lucian and Marielle pay for everything they’ve done.”

I patted Carlos back and he annoyingly shrugged my hand away. My heart did skip a beat when Layla suddenly pulled out the gun and it almost stopped beating when she explained everything that this Dylan was onto. I was scared especially when she took out the jar from her pocket. Azvameth have already tried to kill Aiden twice but we can't let that happen anymore

"I love Evangeline, I really do, but these days I feel like she is doing a lot, and it is tiring. She is sending more and more, and I keep going into more debt. She says I should talk to Lila, but she is doing very well for herself. It seems she is finally climbing up the ladder." "Climbing up the ladder? What does that mean?" "I saw her the other day latched onto Damien; she was a lost puppy following the owner." Daniel did not miss the hint of pain in Gavin's voice. "You miss Lila?" Daniel asked shocked that this man would act like this after being the absolute worst to Lila all the while she was with him. He never treated her right and always cheated on her. He had a hunch that Lila was b

Kaya pinadala kay Dryzen ang orihinal na manuscript, at kaagad nito natuklasan na si Dahlia ang sumulat ng kwento. Pinasa-ilalim ni Dryzen si Dahlia sa isang interrogation para umamin si Dahlia kung paano niya naisulat ang libro. Hindi umamin si Dahlia dahil alam niya malalagay sa panganib ang buhay ng kanyang lola. Kaya pinag-isipan na ni Dryzen na patayin si Dahlia dahil nauubos na ang pasensya niya. Nang papatayin na niya ito, pinakita ni Dryzen ang tunay niyang anyo… At natakot ng husto si Dahlia. Nahimatay siya… At sa pagising nito naging normal nga ulit si Dryzen. Nang biglang masusuka si Dahlia…

Delilah frowned in the rickety car she was in as she continued taking different and too many turns as the cars did, she felt a dark shadow cover her car and that's when she glanced up and saw the tall trees and shrubs that surrounded where she was now. A...jungle? Forest? Was she in a jungle or a forest? Where are this people going to? Her lips already started trembling slowly, she was so engrossed in following the twist and turns of the cars that she didn't even noticed where she had entered. What exactly were they looking for in a jungle? Are they lions or what? This wasn't what she planned at all, at all! Despite all the thoughts running in Delilah's head, she didn't stop following them,

Liam Leaning over the kitchen counter, I watched as Delilah struggled with the flour covering her face. She seemed to expect me to come to her aid like a knight in shining armor, or like the male lead grabbing the female lead by the waist in movies. But no, I don't do clichés. Delilah used her hand to dust her face before rushing to the kitchen sink. I knew the next thing that'd come out of her would be an insult, and I was ready for it.

he said, his voice dropping low. Dante climbed on the bed from the other side. Both of their hands touching me at the same time. Dominic kissed me hard and possessive, while Dante’s mouth found my neck, nibbling and sucking it gently. I gasped in Dominic’s mouth as Dante’s hand slid underneath the robe, cupping my breast. “Relax, Lila,” Dante murmured against my skin. “We’ve got you.”